Reflections in Time

Life slips away like the autumn leaves,
fading into the dirt, crumbling
to be made anew in spring.
Our memories leave this same trail
of forgotten moments, fragments —
pieces that fit nowhere.

Wondering all we’ve done,
this deja vu, over and over–
why can’t we see our past
in full technicolor detail?
The emotions avalanche our senses–
a brilliant flare of overload,
the mass of our past crushing
our mind and body.

We are paralyzed, trapped
forced to brain dump —
such snowflakes blanket our minds,
melting away the pain,
to sow the seeds of spring.